Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Still Love Her, artist - Qusai
Date of issue: 25.06.2012
Song language: English
I Still Love Her |
And I’ve heard it all before |
Let’s take 'em back to the old school |
So here we go again, so here we go again |
It’s just me and my friend |
Yo, check one, two |
Yes yes y’all in the place to be, hey |
Hey all I need is two turn tables and a microphone for this one Mr. DJ |
Holler at the break dancers and the graffiti artists to do they thang |
And let me be the MC |
Here we go, true story, maan |
I met this girl when I was twelve years old |
And what I like about her she has so much soul |
It was around the time I first heard LL |
N.W.A., the The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air |
She was born around the same time I was born |
So it was meant to be, 'cause she got it going on |
When we first met, it was love of the first sight |
Like an angel, she took me from the dark to the light |
She started in New York and I started in Jeddah |
So I wrote her a letter saying I wanna get witcha |
In the early 90s, I got to know her better |
The type of girl, that’s down for whatever |
She had a mood swing though kinda like me |
And she got a job working for the music industry |
So I said me too, 'cause I wanna do that |
I guess we’re stuck with each other and that’s a matter of fact |
'cause I |
Been around the world |
I got to see so many places, faces and races |
And I’ve heard it all before |
Yeah, so here we go again |
It will never ever change |
It would always be the same |
It’s just me and my friend |
We went on tour together, did shows together |
Radio and TV interviews together |
Magazine covers, and newspaper headlines |
'cause we like the spotlight, and the way it shines |
She’s very expressive with her street knowledge |
Ebonical slang, she didn’t have to go to college |
'Cause she’s a teacher, and I’m her student |
And when I graduate, I’ma teach fluent all her elements; |
History, versatility |
'Cause what we have is more than just a chemistry |
And I wanted to impress her with my style |
Little did I know her middle name is versatile |
Djing, Mcing, Graffiti and Breaking |
So much in common, there is no mistaking |
Every where I go I see her and hear her |
When I’m alone I feel her and read her so I right! |
Been around the world |
I got to see so many places, faces and races |
And I’ve heard it all before |
Yeah, so here we go again |
It will never ever change |
It would always be the same |
It’s just me and my friend |
Together forever 'til the end |
Now she’s international and universal |
Worldwide exposure, you see her in commercials |
Constantly changing, sometimes I don’t approve |
But I can’t knock her hustle, 'cause she’s making moves |
She might sold out with few things she’s faking |
If I don’t like it I don’t like it, doesn’t mean that I’m hating |
But that’s the way it is, she gets funky with it |
I can’t resist a single minute man |
She could be down with the gangstas |
The voice of the streets, the power, the people, the words the beats |
Awareness, conscious, class, ghetto |
Underground, mainstream, hardcore, mellow |
We both had purpose that’s why we were conceived |
But we both were distracted by what we see |
It’s kinda like a love hate relationship but I still love her |
And that’s it hip hop |
Been around the world |
I got to see so many places, faces and races |
And I’ve heard it all before |
Yeah, so here we go again |
It will never ever change |
It would always be the same |
It’s just me and my friend |
Hip hop and I |
Together forever 'til the end |
It ain’t nuttin like hip hop music |